The child isn’t lazy, he’s dyslexic

When I was at school I was told I was obviously bright, but lazy and didn’t try hard enough. I was told this again and again throughout all my years in school. The teachers told my parents this and convinced them of it too.

Jim aged 8 or 9 watching a shuttle launch on TV If everyone you know and trust tells you something, tells you it again and again, eventually it becomes true for you. I accepted I didn’t work hard enough. I accepted I found studying hard because I was lazy.

Oddly, for a lazy guy, I didn’t give up. I worked rubbish jobs and went to night school. I got in to university as a

mature student and in my third year was identified as a dyslexic, I was 27.

Finally I was shown methods of study that suited me, software that helped me structure, organise and proof my work. I went from getting 2:2 grades to solid firsts. I was given glasses with prisms and a colour filter that together tripled my reading speed. I realised something: I was not lazy, I liked working hard and I had been told things about who I was that were not true.

My dyslexic traits were easy to spot for anyone who knew what to look for and bothered to do so – as my teachers should have.

If you would like to know more about dyslexia there is an event on Wednesday 16th October at Hull University Business school that includes a pre-screening of The Big Picture:Rethinking Dyslexia before its premier in London the day after.

Oh and there will cake too!

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